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Late afternoon sky It still looked as bright as usual, with a gentle breeze blowing along with loud cheers filling the large stadium in the middle of Doncaster. Today there were more people than usual because there was a charity football match and a person named Louie Tomlinson would be competing in the match. Beautiful legs, take long steps. Arrive at the athletes' room as usual.

Louie always comes to warm up before anyone else in any match. But today it seems like it wasn't just him who came before. Clear sea blue eyes I suddenly saw a small post-it note on the inside of my locker after I was about to put away my coat.

'I intend to play today :)'

A small piece of paper was taped back into the spot. Before it was placed on top of the little person's coat. The brown-haired owner was changing his shirt in the silence of his room alone. A black t-shirt and jeans were casually thrown into the locker. before closing the closet door

In 1 hour the competition will start.

Louie came to a stop on the edge of the field and ran a few warm-up laps around the field when he found that there was already a loud noise coming from outside the stadium and the other players. Gradually, they walked into the stadium. His slender eyes flickered to see a familiar face walking towards him, waving his hand as a slight greeting.

“Hey!” Liam's familiar voice came from above the cheering stand along with a group of large bodyguards. Two others stood beside him. The slender hand of a small figure The one in the middle of the field waved in response to the person standing above before walking out of sight.

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The sound of the back hitting the soft grass like a cloud. Louie lay down on the ground and sighed slowly. Then I thought of the post-it that was stuck in that locker. I don't want to think about it much, but that message keeps popping up in my brain. Aquamarine eyes looked up into the sky and saw a small bird flying freely. The wind blows slowly. makes you feel like sleeping

“Tommo, it's time.” Louie looked up to see one of his teammates standing and pointing at the time on the scoreboard. "Then let's go practice kicking."

A decent sized ball floated into the goal with Louie's footsteps before he did it again. After a while, there was a loud cheer from the stadium goal. It got louder until it was found that now people were starting to gradually come in and it could be seen that most of the people were Louie's fans, as can be seen from the many cheering signs that were raised.

A large scoreboard ticked the numbers back to zero-to-zero before every player walked onto the field. The cheers began to grow louder again. The soccer ball is scrambled by each team to score a goal after the clock has started.

            1-0... From Tomlinson

1-1…  From Coppinger

2-1… From Tomlinson

3-1… From Tomlinson

Watch and know who will win this match... Will someone like Louie lose like the last match? He was just too young at the time. Thin lips twitched into a soft smile. to himself after the team's score led by two points In the second half, he could still run and play...

The small figure saw the mascot, a brown rabbit with droopy ears, standing and waving at him from the sidelines. The face looked familiar, but I couldn't guess who the person inside was. Five minutes until the end of the first half and Louie walked away and just stood there. In the middle of the field, he watched the other players kick each other wildly, trying to remember the figure beneath the thick mascot costume.

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The whistle sounded to indicate that the first half was over. The first person to walk into the athletes' room was him and was greeted with the same colored post-it with the same handwriting on it.

'Well done little one :)'

Thin lips pressed together tightly. His heart skipped a beat with just a few words making him like this. What does the other party want? Louie quickly crushed the contents in his hand and dropped them to the ground after a mysterious hand placed him on his shoulder. His small body twitched and jerked away from the hand, suddenly turning to face Liam, whose expression looked a bit shocked.

“Is something wrong?” Liam’s worried tone made him shake his head before he walked over and sat down in the chair that had been prepared, “Fine.”

“Are you sure?” Liam raised his eyebrows once before the other man had to shake his head at Liam again. Liam looked a little puzzled by his friend's expression before walking out of the room. The strong smell of sweat from the others following him caused his small hand to lift up to cover his nose for a moment.

Who is the owner of the mysterious paper?

“Tommo, are you going to play in the second half? Everyone else has gone in.”

“I told you I would like to change and find someone else to take my place first.”

No more concentration to continue playing. The owner of the aquamarine eyes went to grab some water from the refrigerator in the corner of the room and drank it before burying himself on a nearby sofa. Sitting alone with my temples in a room filled with the smell of men. I can't think of the morning post-it and the one from just now. Suddenly, I heard the sound of someone opening the door and closing it softly.

Light brown wavy hair with emerald eyes

Harry...

What is he doing here?

“Hey, how did you get here, Haz?” the person who spoke jumped up to his feet automatically after the man named Harry moved to sit next to him. “Just drove. What's so difficult about going?”

All we know is that Harry should be living with his mother and older sister right now. Louie only knows that today only Liam will be here.

“So what are you doing? Why don't you go to the sidelines with Liam?” The little figure sat down in the chair across from Harry and picked up the bottle of water again as Harry didn't take his eyes off his face from the moment he walked in.

"Well, you won't go down. I miss you."

I felt that both cheeks were beginning to feel strangely hot.

His smooth face turned away from the person in front of him and allowed silence to penetrate in between. Both hands clenched into fists to chase away the nervousness. Take a deep breath. before spitting out a second later Please help me get Harry out...

“Come here,” the man in front of him called softly. He raised his head at the sound of his voice but did not follow the command. “Tell him to come sit here.”

“Will you come or not?”

“Oh, there you go!” A sweet voice screamed, causing those who heard it to pause for a moment. Louie buried himself in the space next to Harry before lightly slamming his elbow into the other's stomach. "Annoyed."

"What's going on? Come and hurry up and get out." I could see who was upset right now. A small voice hurriedly scolded the person next to me. To brush away shyness from myself “Don't you want to live like this?”

“Not at all.”

“I want to stay like this for a long time--” Louie's breath hitched for a moment after the heavy hand Harry came around from behind and ran a finger over his smooth cheek.

I don't like this at all.

A person who has no courage like him has to sit as a kitten for a moron like this to sit on his cheek.

“Can you -- hmm?” He forced the pretty face to turn to face himself with his thick hands.

“Oh-- oh!” The tall man tried not to smile when he saw the smaller man stammer as he used his thick hands to shape his smooth brown hair. “Would you please stop touching me?”

The owner of the emerald eyes smiled. Harry's sharp face leaned closer to the sweet face that was frowning and turning away. That expression was so adorable that the owner of the wavy hair couldn't help himself and picked up the thin figure and sat him on his lap. A loud voice whispered at the edges of some ears.

“Then why?” He didn't ask, his high nose beginning to caress his soft cheeks tantalizingly. Calling for a red color to spread across her sweet face, looking so inviting that the figure in her lap couldn't stand it any longer. “I'm so shaken!”

“Really?” A sly smile appeared on his face. It seems like Harry has won... “I really want to hear it again.”

“Once you heard it, why repeat it again? Please let go!” Louie moaned, trying to tighten his voice to make it sound tougher, in contrast to the other party who showed no signs of letting go. Blue eyes always looked away before a strong hand grabbed the tip of his chin, turning him to meet his eyes. “Do you want to know whose post it is?”

If you don't tell me, it's enough to know.

It really is his, right?

“I don't want to know. It probably belongs to a mentally ill person around here.”

“It's mine-- that mascot too,” a low voice whispered through thin ears. His big fingers rolled around his small hand while Lou didn't resist in the slightest. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Harry?"

“What do you think I'm doing here?” His sharp, ridged nose caressed the crook of his neck where sweat was drying, then trailed along his ear before biting it gently. “H-- stop -- Hair. It's crying -- stop it."

Both his voice and his breath were cut short as the tall figure used his prominent nose to trace the crook of his neck and his thick hands reached under the other's shirt. He felt his heart pounding as if it were about to explode. Both cheeks were hot and a light shade of red.

He was almost crazy.

“Now do you know, Louie?”

“Did you know--” The already low voice was lowered even further until the small body trembled. “Oh-- if you already know, don't you have to ask again?”

“Then tell me you love me.” Emerald eyes met blue eyes pleadingly, “Say--”

"Little one--"

"Oh, I love you. I love you. Do you hear that?" Harry raised his eyebrows. “I'm not willing.”

Seeing that, the smaller person didn't take kindly to speaking again. The small figure slid down from the wide lap, but was held close to the waist by an arm, followed by a sharp face leaning down until it was close.

"Aren't you really going to say it?" he asked again with dazzling eyes. His wavy lips threatened to attack the lips that were pressed together tightly as he closed his eyes. “Huh-- I love you, the love in the world.”

“I know-- but it wouldn't be fair to just tell you.” The last sentence caused Aquamarine eyes to open and look at him in wonder before lowering their heads when they heard the next sentence from the other party. "I love you too, little one--I love you alone."

“Hurry up and run around in the field before you go. See you later,” Harry said, wrapping his arms around his little body and hugging him in his wide chest before letting him walk away. His little...

The small figure walked out expecting the score to be good, but the score on the scoreboard was not very attractive. His team led by another three goals but let it be. In the end, no matter what this game will be, he will be happy anyway :)